"I just wanted to go back to the same optimistic feeling that I had when I thought that thinness was the answer"
She says everything I have ever felt about weight loss in a far more eloquent, poignant way than I ever could. I first 'met' Andie about two years ago when I stumbled across her blog during the early days of my weight loss. For anyone who was there, is there and is on the way to being there watch this; listen to this. I've listened to it four times already and it hits home every time. For a long time, every time I gained weight again I felt like I'd failed myself, I felt like I was a fake having an instagram account about being fit. I felt like I was 109kg again. Out of control. Angry. Worthless. The day I realised that losing weight wasn't a beginning (fat and sad) and end (skinny and happy) process, that it would be a life-long struggle against my own body, was one of the darkest times of my life.
But you get better. You get better at not binging and wanting to purge. You learn that mistakes are as par for the course as triumphs. You learn that falling makes it easier to get up; it makes you stronger. You learn, most importantly, to take it day by day. If I were the wake-up-in-the-morning-and-say-a-matra-in-the-mirror type girl mine would undoubtedly be: "Your body does not define your worth as a human being. You do not lack value because you are not perfect. You are stronger, wiser and more driven than ever. You are fine."
Did this video touch anyone else? It's one of the things I wished 'they' had told me when I started losing weight for a long time but in hindsight I think it's the most important part of the journey: once it settles into your bones it's what will stop you from giving up every single time.
Thursday, 16 October 2014
Saturday, 11 October 2014
Let's Talk Orthorexia
Often
times I feel judged when I tell friends and family that I don’t eat carbs,
grains or sugar. People tend to naturally assume that you’re jumping on a
bandwagon, becoming obsessed with weight loss, or just going through a phase. I
came across this article the other day and it got me thinking. It goes into
some detail about Orthorexia, a term used to describe an unhealthy obsession
with being healthy. The author goes into some detail about those
who religiously follow, talk/share on social media about their healthy
lifestyles are fuelling a dangerous trend of obsession that is tantamount to an
eating disorder. I have often thought about whether the way I conduct my
lifestyle is unhealthy: if it is worth it or if I’ve just shifted my obsession
with eating bad foods to one of restricting. But I have long-since come to the
conclusion that this isn’t an obsession with being skinny, or restricting
myself, or having a “sense of moral superiority over
other people” as the psychologist in the article claims it is. Sure, sometime I wish I could eat
a whole pizza and not care about it or that I didn’t have to inconvenience
everyone with my picky eating. But at the end of the day this journey has
become about so much more than vanity and superiority: I can’t eat a whole
pizza because at a very baseline physical level my body can’t tolerate it
without causing physical pain. I don’t post on instagram about my weight loss
because I think it makes me better than anyone; I do it because I wish I’d had
more people to sympathise with during my own struggles. Although articles like
this have merit (I believe a lot of people use the recent revolution of healthy
living as a mask for or to glorify eating disorders), they highlight something
very wrong with the public opinion on Paleo, sugar free eating etc: for some of
us it isn’t a choice or a phase or a fad. Come hell or high water it’s a
necessity, and we shouldn’t be labeled otherwise.
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